Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1887-07-28

\ Day With Chinese Dude in Mott
Street,

street,
Ching Look is dude, and, it is SUI
pertluous to ado, he washerwoman
lie engineers laundry in Jersey City
and, though cheap white labor is now
undermining his trade 10y doing up col
lars Mt a cent and a half. while the high
priced Chinese still stick to two cents
he is comfortably off.
The Cinnamon in this country have
taken the places of men aboard the
Whale ships o! old. They work day and
night in watches one man turning in
to bunk when another rolls out. BY
consclentiously rolling in and out day
and night, charging two cents for col
lars aGd living on FIVE cents worth of
beef and twenty cents worth of vege-
tables six days in tie week, they are
nearly all well TO do. They would be
richer il there was no Sunday, but on
Sundays they all gamble and drink and
dissipate i'll every way known to us and
in several ways that we don't care to
know, and that reduces the profits and
prevents their being really rich enough
to buy our aldermen and senators and
become of political Importance.
1t was Sunday. Ching Lock put a
! clean shirt into q coat-both coat and
shirt being exactly the same in size and
shape, but the shirt being of cotton,
while the coat was of the most Orien.
tally dudeSque lavender colOred silk.
lie had previously put on pair of
drawers that ended in such a flare of
linen that he swaddled his feet in it as
we do in our socks. Then he had dom
ned his white soled, turned ur -
aud his 81 misfit trousers SHOES
what hats and ~ IL is strange
aDie 10 Dr. ..Ousers Cinnamon are
W" >. Where :hey get them ant
-, are among the Celestial mysteries
Once in all his clothes, he performed ;
simple act that showed that the Chi
nese can quickly alter national Gus
tum, even when it is twenty centurie:
old. lie did this by curling up his pig
tail on the back Of his head. The Sal
Francisco gamins had not jlngled thes,
human bell ropes for more than thre,
months, when every Chinaman on tn,
continent began TO do up his hair, ant
thus revolutionized an ancient custom
as quickly as the most conservatly'
Jerseyman takes to rye when he lind
he can't get apple.
CARRYING Ills CASH.
Ching Look took $500 with him rs b,
} started out for New York-S700 sewet
in his undershirt and 800 in Iii
breeches pocket. 1t was all he had il
the world, and represented five years
work and the swapping of two.laundre
as Well as the wreckage of 260 Sunday
in Mott street. Every Chinaman car
ries his money in this way, or else put
it into his trunk. AS young Capt. Mac
Cullagh remarked the other day: 'Th
crooks think they are very clever, bu
the Chinese trunk is asnapthey haYen
got on to yet
Ching Look pattered on board tn
ferry-boat, and softly sped through tn
New York streets toward Mott street
the Chinatown of Gotham. To celia
brate the holiday he bought a lifteel
cent cigar in snowy tobacco store OF
Cortlandt street. Half block furthe
on a tall and languid man in red shir
reached out as he passed Ching Look
took the cigar from the Chinaman'
mouth, thanked him, put it in his OWL
} mouth and went on, almost withou
stopping. Ching Look did not pause
either In fact, he walked the NOR
rapidly. But he kept his face s.
, thoroughly under control that if yOl
would have seen him when the mai
took his cigar you might have supposed
he bought the weed on purpose to hay
that happen.
Twenty minutes later he was in Chi
natown, reading the Chinese morning
paper. This Oriental sheet is a mos
curious periodical. Ii consists of lit
tie piece of the side of house in Mot
street on the bricks OF which are posted
all the reports of news and all the ad
vertisements of the Chinese colony, ol
red paper, badly lettered with India ink
Every Chinaman who has anything t.
say or to sell contributes to this quee
paper and publishes his contribution
with paste pot. Ching Look read o
all the laundries then to let, and of al
. the Cinnamon who wanted lanndrieS
and of calls to meetings announcement
, of gambling games, and, in short, al
the news of the day. His enjoyment o
the mental repast was interrupted by
slight adventure. A ragged lad, of for
midable face and breadth of shoulders
Taggared up to him, shoeblacking DO,
in hand, and pointed to Ching's shoes
Ching looked to see what he had point
ed at, and the lad pasted him. DIS h
would term it, with quid of tobacco
1t was deftly done, without exciting
the Chinaman's suspicion beforehand
in the least, and so thoroughly uha
Ching Look imagined one eye burneC
out while half his face was discolored
Tie Chinaman meekly wiped his face
and the bootblack staggered off with ;
grin.
I'ye got no use for ye,' said the Lac
, over his shoulder.
IN TOM LEES CELLAR.
Ching dropped down into Tom Lee'
cellar, and, with face as immobile al
mask, told what had befalIen him t.
d dozen Cinnamon before and behin(
the counters, all with faces possessiVt